This building has four units per floor. The owner living below me is a slender woman in her forties. Once she claimed that there was a water leak in my apartment and came with the property management to find me.

At that time, I noticed her prominent cheekbones, thin lips, and bulging eyes, and I felt that she was difficult to get along with. Later, a series of events confirmed my suspicion.

Today, I was already annoyed because I had to work the night shift. As soon as I got home, I encountered her causing trouble in the group chat, so naturally, I didn't speak kindly.

After reading the previous chat records, I scrolled back to the beginning of the messages. After I replied to the woman's comment about encountering ghosts, the group chat inexplicably quieted down.

Perhaps due to discrimination against tenants in the residents' group, I initially assumed that everyone simply disliked tenants and wanted to pick a fight, but I overlooked several crucial pieces of information.

It wasn't until after I finished eating instant noodles that the residents' group exploded again.

"Tenant of 1305, apologize to Lin Fang! She wants to jump off the building!"

I messaged, "I'm from the second floor. She has a protruding balcony. If Lin Fang jumps off, she might end up dead outside her window."

But why should I apologize? Consumed by anger, I felt that the occupant of 1205 downstairs must have some serious problem and thought they could bully a young girl like me.

"Why should I apologize? I've already said it's because she encountered ghosts. I suggest she go to the temple and pray. Maybe her mean-spiritedness attracted something unclean!"

Perhaps realizing that I was not easy to deal with, everyone stopped criticizing me and started comforting Lin Fang from 1205.

"I've already called the police. Everyone, quickly console the owner of 1205. If she jumps off, we'll all suffer!"

If she jumps, the housing prices in the entire community will also plummet. At this moment, regardless of whether the neighbors are genuinely concerned or not, they all come out to comfort her.

"Don't give up. 1305 is just a tenant who won't stay for long. If you don't believe it, negotiate with the landlord of that unit and kick the person out. It's not worth playing with your own life."

The group chat was filled with various words of persuasion, but the woman downstairs never replied to any of the messages.

From the beginning, I believed that she just wanted to threaten me, but after a few minutes, I started to doubt myself.

The noisy voices of the owners filled my ears again, not from my phone, but from outside the window.

Lin Fang from 1205 jumped off the building.